S Grade Cultivation Technique: Shadow Flock

Tyr left that tent with a large smile on his face and a heavy ring on his hand.

He raised his hand, looking at his 20x20 foot storage ring:

"It's filled to the brim." He chuckled to himself.

Before leaving for the temple, he turned to look at the state of the shop and the merchant once more.

The crowd around the stage had fizzled back into normal roaming customers.

Tyr could almost taste the gloomy aura of the merchant as he saw the middle-aged man sit down beside Mechan.

Before their confrontation unfolded, Tyr turned and began walking away from the marquee.

"I don't think this is over yet... but I have other things to focus on right now," he said to himself.

Soon enough, he arrived at the same meditation area as the day prior.

The number of monks meditating was also similar.